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[aid] => mick
[title] => Little bit
[time] => 2007-10-05 15:20:43
[hometext] => Death to the one who wrote this ****
[bodytext] => I gave all my love away Now there's nothing left to say I gave it and now my will to stay Has left me, I'm to blame My will to be, has gone a stray And nothing will be the same Gave up on all that was me Now there's nothing left to be I gave it and as you can see there's nothing left but leaves I use to say I love her perfume smells like rain falling on burning leaves but now I wish her smell would leave me I've seen Exudos Procrastenated past the film of educating The cost of true moss That has grown over Every limb weakening Taking every solice node Growing me limber I sow My will to know I can fight this off and tomorrow by first light I won't be soft Was a truce but truce be got Now that loose Ambient lot Has grave sire And sire not [comments] => 1 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 43 [informant] => rhei76 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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